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Masters of all?

Oh yes, we have a right to be here to exist
This world of course belongs to us
The human race that came from the mist
And oh so proud of our genius

But think about it, think it through
Given our talent for destruction
Do you really think that’s true
Or should Nature start her deconstruction?

So tell me why we are deserving
So perfect, worthwhile and unique
Exactly why we’re worth preserving
Please be precise, explicit; not oblique

You see it’s just that my contention
Is we have no special right at all
We are simply one part of creation
Pride comes first and then the fall

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